37. How much is it?

Pwook!

 

 

The thing that went in smoother than expected tore through the slight resistance in the middle and was directly lodged into the uterus.

 

“Ugh!”

 

 

Wang Hee groaned as she felt her whole body split apart to the left and right, and something hot filled the empty space.

But her expression didn’t look that painful.

 

 

“I…it’s not as painful as I thought?”

 

 

Her body was tense and she was frowning, but that was just the reaction she had because she was expecting great pain; it had nothing to do with the pain she actually felt.

 

 

Rather, maybe because she had such high expectations(?), it didn’t hurt at all, or close to it.

 

 

“…It doesn’t hurt?”

“It does hurt…but should I say it’s bearable…or should I just say it doesn’t hurt…”

 

 

She herself seemed to be ambiguous.

 

“It’s just stuffy…”

 

Stroking her lower abdomen gently, her face wasn’t one of pain, but of discomfort.

 

 

“Hmm.”

 

 

To think it doesn’t hurt even though she’s clearly a virgin.

No matter how much individual variation there is, could she really be this okay?

 

 

“Well, there are individual differences~. It’s even better this way. Our Aran-nim can show off a bit more of his skills.”

 

Ayla smiled brightly, as if she was excited about something.

 

 

“Hmm…I’ll try moving.”

“Okay…”

 

Her cheeks flushed red and she nodded.

 

 

 

Aran pulled his waist back and then pushed it in again with force.

He did it quite strongly, so the sound of flesh hitting flesh went *cheolpuk*.

 

 

“Heut!”

 

 

Her short moan was quite intense, but her face was still far from the pain that Aran wanted.

 

 

Aran saw that reaction and started moving repeatedly without saying anything.

And quite intensely for a virgin.

 

Thanks to that, her pussy, which hadn’t been wet until now, slowly started to get wet.

 

 

Aran slammed down harder and harder with the determination to distort Wang Hee’s dignified face with pain.

The more he did, the more her breasts and hair shook, and a blush rose on her slender face.

 

“I-it hurts a little…”

“You said you liked it when it hurts?”

“When did I! Heuk!”

 

After a dozen minutes of intensely pounding and sweating.

Aran came first without much to show for it.

 

 

“….”

 

 

A somewhat strange feeling.

A subtly sucking feeling.

 

 

It wasn’t loose, but it definitely wasn’t a strong grip, and it didn’t skillfully wrap around and knead like Seorae.

 

Just looking at the objective facts, the grip wasn’t bad, but the technique wasn’t good either, so it was literally bland.

 

 

But strangely, he felt an inexplicable pleasure along with a feeling of sticking together like rice cake, and before he knew it, he had ejaculated inside her.

 

It was the first time Aran had experienced something like this.

 

 

“…Heueung…is it over?”

 

Wang Hee, slightly flushed, asked.

It was a meaningless question, but it touched Aran’s pride.

 

 

“No?”

 

 

He immediately adjusted his position.

He put her long legs on his shoulders and pulled them from her thighs to get closer.

 

“Eueung…give up. My victo…reee!”

 

 

And then he started pushing even harder.

 

 

He wasn’t caressing her breasts or touching her thighs.

He was only focused on fucking.

He vowed to inflict pain this time.

 

 

Pwook pwook pwook!

 

 

“Aah! Wai…t…hic!”

 

 

Her shapely breasts shook mercilessly, and her face shook from side to side.

Her beautiful emerald-like hair also fluttered incessantly.

 

 

“Wow…Aran is so cool…I want to be quick too…”

 

 

Ayla unknowingly put her hand into her lower body and drooled at the powerful sight.

 

 

 

‘What is this woman? What does she do?’

 

 

On the other hand, Aran couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

 

 

Unless they were as horny as Seorae or Ayla, this kind of intense sex would naturally be burdensome and accompanied by pain.

Even the wives who often slept with Aran would gently push him away with their hands to calm him down if he got too intense.

 

But Wang Hee was too comfortable(?).

 

She just shook her body, accepting Aran’s movements, and tasted a rudimentary pleasure.

The red blush on her face was because of that.

 

 

The intense act to inflict pain was giving her pleasure.

 

 

Of course, it wasn’t to the level of injecting divine power, but the fact that she felt pleasure from her first experience, especially with Aran’s intense movements, was amazing(?).

 

 

 

In the end, Aran shot inside her again without much to show for it.

Wang Hee only wiggled her body slightly as she felt the semen filling her up, and the pain he was aiming for was nowhere to be found.

 

 

‘Is she a special case?’

 

 

At this point, he couldn’t help but think that.

He was very embarrassed because she was a type of woman he had never experienced before.

 

 

 

 

“Haa…haa…”

 

 

Wang Hee breathed out in a flushed manner.

She was embarrassed in her own way, as what she thought would be absolutely advantageous began to crumble as she started to feel a strange pleasure.

 

‘T-to start feeling it already…what is this…’

 

 

The warm feeling filling her stomach made her feel a strange sense of accomplishment.

 

 

 

“Hehe. How is it? I told you, didn’t I? That you’d fall for Aran.”

 

 

Ayla smiled triumphantly.

Of course, the two embarrassed men and women didn’t hear her properly.

 

 

“I-is it over?”

“N-no way.”

 

 

Aran and Wang Hee looked at each other and overlapped again without anyone saying anything.

 

Aran to achieve his unfinished goal, and Wang Hee to protect her pride until the end.

 

 

Cheolpuk!

 

 

“Aah!”

 

Her chin started to rise sharply, and a storm raged again.

It was already the third act in a row, but Aran wasn’t tired at all.

Rather, he pushed even harder.

 

“Woaa…”

 

 

Ayla, who was excited, took out a saber from somewhere and was in the middle of filming.

The intense lovemaking of the two men and women was recorded as is.

 

 

 

 

Jjilkkeok jjilkkeok!

 

 

“How is it? Does it hurt?”

“Ugh…are you trying to hurt me now…heuheut!”

 

 

The two genitals, which had produced quite a bit of fluid, made lewd sounds.

Aran looked at her complexion while inserting as deeply as possible.

As expected, she felt it, but there seemed to be no pain.

 

 

‘Should I give up on the pain?’

 

Whether it was her constitution, a special situation, or just a pervert like Iana, it seemed hopeless in terms of pain.

 

 

In the end, Aran gave up on the pain and changed his plan to make Wang Hee a completely corrupted slave.

 

 

“Now, let’s get serious.”

“What?”

 

 

First, he put his hand under her back to lift her up and stood up from his seat.

 

 

“Hic!”

 

 

She momentarily wrapped her arms around Aran’s neck to support herself, and the thing that was already deeply inserted dug in even deeper.

 

“W-wait. Too dee…”

“Every time you see me from now on, you’ll be dripping wet. I’m going to make you that way.”

“What…”

 

 

Aran pushed the embarrassed her towards the wall, making her face her back.

Then, with her legs still on his shoulders, he clung to her, supporting her body only with the wall and Aran’s body.

 

“Ooh! Aran! I want to be treated like that too! I want to be violated! Stab me too!”

 

Ayla’s eyes turned into hearts at the position that was overflowing with the will to completely send her.

The vaginal fluid that flowed down from her lower body created a puddle.

 

 

“I’ll do it for you later, Nuna.”

 

 

Aran spat out those words of promise and thrust his waist up with a *puk*.

 

 

“Haaak!”

 

 

Of course, he also sent out the ultimate weapon, divine power, in abundance.

 

 

Jureureuk.

 

 

Her pussy trembled finely and secreted a large amount of vaginal fluid.

 

“Hehe, you came just now, didn’t you? You came, didn’t you?”

“N-no…”

 

 

Wang Hee couldn’t come to her senses because of the greatly changed level of pleasure.

Aran didn’t give her any leeway.

Before she could even react, he pulled his waist back as much as possible…

 

 

Pwook!

 

 

And thrust up again.

 

 

“Heuk…eueuk…”

 

 

Her dignified and beautiful face was stained with pleasure she had never tasted before.

Eyelids that were about to close and finely trembling eyelashes.

A face of embarrassment that had escaped from the overwhelming pleasure.

 

 

He liked her beautiful face distorted with pain, but he also liked this face.

 

 

“Hehe. I wanted to see that face. You’ve become a good pervert’s face.”

“Sh-shut up…!”

 

Wang Hee tried to endure it.

But it was only the second exercise.

Now that he had started using divine power in earnest, she had no chance of winning.

 

 

Aran smiled victoriously.

And at the same time, he smiled mockingly.

 

 

“Shall we make a bet? I’ll make you surrender within 10 minutes. I’ll make you so happy that your vaginal fluid overflows and even tears flow. If I can’t do that, at least I’ll let Wang Hee-ssi go free. You don’t have to hug me anymore.”

“Eut…?”

“Instead, if it goes as I said within 10 minutes, you’ll eat semen toast every morning.”

“S-semen…toast…”

“I guess I really like feeding women semen. You’ll be violated by me as soon as you wake up, and for breakfast, you’ll eat toast with my semen spread on it like jam. How about it? Simple, right?”